(Ch. 23) ***-505-2935

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[Tuesday]

[Now texting: Kyle]

11:09 a.m.

Kyle is typing...
I could only reach my paper and quill during lunch. My betrothed, Douchebag tells me that you do not want to be by my side?

(You jump in surprise at the sudden buzzing against your leg, but you calm when you realize it was only your phone receiving a text in your pocket. You quietly excuse yourself from Heather, Heather, Heather, and Veronica to check the text, and you almost sneer seeing it. The revived roleplay had all but left your mind up until now.)

11:10 a.m.

You are typing...
My King, I apologize from the bottom of my heart, but truthfully, my heart does not belong to you anymore. I have fallen in love with another in the Tower of Solitude--a woman by the name of Heather Chandler.

You are typing...
Please accept my reasons for no longer wishing to be by your side.

(With that, you turned off your phone, telling yourself that you would check any and all messages after school. As you are too busy explaining yourself to Heather about the text from your "mom", you failed to notice Kyle's narrowed-eyed gaze from two tables down.)

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